Date: Mon, 30 Aug 2004 07:06:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: suzi smith
Subject: Julie's Night Out, part 4
This story is a work of fiction and contains sexual language and
descriptions of lesbian type sex between consenting adults. If you are not
of age, or if this offends you or it is illegal where you reside, then DO
NOT read it. Names and places are products of the author's imagination and
are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons,
living or dead, is coincidental. Enjoy!!
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Julie's Night Out, part 4
I didn't sleep long. I woke up, still spooned against her with my arm over
and my hand on her breast. It was still dark outside. I got up and
searched for the strap-on and the lube. I found both quickly and proceeded
to get into the harness and tighten the velcro straps. Damn, that little
nubbin on the dildo really felt good against my clit area. I held it with
my hands and rolled it around a little making it rub me pretty good. I was
wet. I stroked it with one hand like I was jacking off my husband, Tom.
He isn't nearly that big. This thing is about 10 inches and I can't quite
touch my fingers and thumb around it.
I take the lube and quietly slip back into bed. Arynel is lying on her
left side with her legs bent and in a semi-fetal position. Perfect I
thought. Just perfect. I smeared some lube on the head and the first 4 or
5 inches of the dildo. I put a big gob of lube in my hand and held it
there to let it warm up. Then I spread her ass cheeks and planted the gob
of warmed lube right on her rosebud. I worked it around just a little then
I guided the head of the dildo to the slippery entrance. If she is awake,
her breathing hasn't changed yet.
I put my arm over her and my hand down to her hip which is on the mattress.
Then I begin gently pushing the dildo against her resisting sphincter. She
grunts a little then starts to stir but I hold her against me. Her
movements allowed the head to slip into her. She raised her head and
groggily said "Julie?"
I said "Yes, just relax and enjoy" as I pushed forward and felt the monster
slide further into her.
She pushed back toward me and I responded with a deeper thrust before I
pulled back for another stroke. She raised her one leg and put her foot on
the mattress to open up a bit for me. I pushed in till she grunted rather
loudly before I stopped and just waited. I pulled back again and drove the
whole thing into her in one slow stroke.
She moaned a long low pitched moan "Mmmmmmm.... oooh yesssss,
Julie...... again."
I said nothing as I pulled back until just the head was in her ass and then
I slowly pushed it all back inside her.
"Now hold it right there. Don't pull back yet" she said quickly.
So I kept my pelvic bone against her ass and the dildo was in as far as
possible. She pushed back against it as hard as she could and rolled her
hips around, grinding against me and working the dildo around inside her.
I reached down to her wet pussy and started fingering her clit area. The
intensity of the grinding increased and I kept up the pressure.
Her breathing was coming in short gasps as she said, "Do my nipples... make
them hurt a little. I'll do my clit."
I moved my wet fingers to her nipple and rolled it between my thumb and
forefinger as I squeezed and pinched it. Her feverish gyrations kept up as
she fingered her clit and I continued my assault on her nipples.
"Hump me now.. hard and fast, Julie.... hard and fast."
Her movements slowed and I began humping her ass with that huge dildo.
Medium length strokes but hard plunges back inside her as she wanted. I
was super-hot myself with that little "dick" massaging my clit area while I
was pounding her ass with the big one. But I wasnt near an orgasm as I was
too intent on making sure she had hers.
"Oh... oh .. oh.. Julie... Julie.... keep it up... harder..... YES....
oh...... I am cummmmmmmiinnngg...oh Julie..."
I could feel her body as it writhed with passion as she orgasmed. I kept
the rhythm and continued punishing her ass with rapid strokes and stong
pushes into her as I felt another orgasm wrack her body. Then she relaxed
and just lay still as I slowed to a halt but did not pull out of her. She
moved away from me and allowed the dildo to slip out of her. Then she
rolled toward me and pulled my face to hers, our noses touching.
"That was awesome, Julie. Thank you so much for waking me up and filling
me with such great pleasure. That was truly an unbelievable orgasm.... and
the second one wasn't bad either." Then she kissed me ever so gently on
the lips. Then butterfly kissed me all over my face and neck before
returning to my mouth with her wet lips and tongue. I opened for her and
her loving tongue slipped between my lips and teeth to explore my oral
cavity as far as she could reach. I closed on it and sucked it hard as she
tried to move it around.
We broke the kiss and just lay there a moment or two. She raised up on one
elbow and reached to undo the velcro straps of the dildo from my hips.
Then she got to her knees and proceeded to "unarm" me of my weapon. Next
thing I knew she was putting it on herself, standing on the bed,
positioning it and tightening the straps.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Getting dressed" was her reply. Then she said "On your knees and elbows,
Julie, It is your turn."
"Oh no, I can't take that thing that way" I said.
"Honey, if I can, you can. You don't want to be left wondering what it is
like do you?"
Before I could form an answer, she rolled me over on my stomach and was
pulling on my hips to get me up on my knees. I really did want to resist
but something inside wouldn't let me. I did want her to do me with that
huge dildo but I was afraid it was going to rip me apart. I slowly pulled
my knees under me, raising my hips and ass into the air. Into position if
you will. I put my elbows on the bed, layering my hands in front of my
face as I felt that gob of lube hit between my cheeks and I knew what was
next. But I was wrong. What I got next was two of her fingers sliding in
past my sphincter. She worked them into and out of me several times and
slid them back and forth trying to condition me a little bit. I was trying
to relax telling myself that it would be OK and not hurt too much. I felt
it loosening some and she slid in a third finger for good measure. Then
she pulled out and left me empty and wanting more. Another gob of lube and
then I felt the end of that dildo pressing against my rosebud.
The pressure felt good. Then I felt it begin to enter as I relaxed a
little, thinking that Arynel was not going to hurt me, so it would be
alright to let her in. The pain was sharp but short lived. She stopped,
waited, then pulled back and pushed forward again giving me another 2 or 3
inches. This time there was almost no pain. I felt stuffed back there,
but it was a good feeling. She pulled back again and slowly advanced into
me steadily until I felt her pelvis against my spread cheeks. I knew it
was all in, the pain was gone and the pleasure was next to come. I closed
my eyes and envisioned her on her knees behind me, ravaging my ass with
that huge fake cock. Just then the thought crossed my mind that it hadn't
been cleaned or even wiped off with anything. All the juices or whatever
from inside Arynel's anal canal were now being mixed with mine. What a
comforting thought that was to me. By now I was totally relaxed and she
was beginning to stroke me, short slow strokes at first then becoming
longer and longer until I knew she was sliding the whole thing back as far
as she dared without it coming out of my ass. Then it would slide all the
way back in until her pelvis bumped me again. In and out. Faster, harder
thrusts, but all were full length. I took one hand and began to massage my
clit as she continued relentlessly. Her hands were on my hips to steady
herself and provide a means to ensure that she stroked me as deeply as she
could.
All this time she is whispering to me, "Julie, your ass is so wonderful, I
love fucking you this way. You are so tight and desirable. Work with me,
move your hips around, help me bring you to the most fantastic orgasm you
have ever experienced. Yeah, that's it. Oh yeah... now your getting with
it. Keep that up"
I was working with her, my breasts were bouncing with every stroke she gave
me, and my butt was pushing against her as I rolled my hips around and was
thrilled with the sensation that it added to what was already such an
enjoyable experience.
Her voice continued "I can feel your body changing, Julie. Your orgasm is
beginning and I want you to concentrate on that feeling and urge it along.
Let it happen and put yourself into it as deep as you can. Come with me
Julie. Come with me"
My orgasm was right at the breaking point. She stopped... but only for a
second. She began to pound me as fast as she could make it happen. Her
fingers were digging into my hips as they pulled us together and her
smashing strokes ended against my cheeks. I could hear her breathing loud
snorts with each and every stroke. My body was shaking uncontrollably and
my own breathing was just a series of short gasps.
"I'M CUMMING" I heard myself scream. Her grip on my hips tightened and she
slammed me from behind as hard as she could make it. Over and over. My
thrashing body slowed to a quiver but she never noticed. Her body was on
automatic it seemed and she continued her thrusting, thrusting like a
machine. I felt another orgasm coming as I played viciously with my clit
during the aftermath of the first orgasm. Just as it washed over me in a
much smaller wave than the first one I heard Arynel's breathing turn to
gasps.
She made 3 or 4 final extremely forceful plunges into me and the words
hissed from her lips "I'm cumming too, Julie"
I collapsed and she collapsed on top of me. Then she rolled to the side
pulling the slick dildo out of me. Lying on her back with that huge thing
sticking up into the air she formed a vision that struck me as humorous.
I laughed out loud and said "Your hard-on is showing Mr. Watkins." She
laughed too.
I helped her with the straps and she threw it on the floor beside the bed.
"It's been a long time since I was able to orgasm while doing that.
Knowing that this was your first time to be serviced like that made me want
to make it the best for you and I wound up getting my own satisfaction too.
Damn, Julie, this has to be the best ever for me."
"I'm glad it was. I certainly have never felt anything like that. I am
going to be sore later for sure. But, I will smile every time it hurts.
Tom did me anally one time, a long time ago when we were first married, but
he didn't seem to like it very well. At least he never mentioned it
again."
We kissed long and hard with a lot of tongue action. Then we turned back
to back, butt to butt. What a comfortable feeling I had as I drifted off
to sleep.
I awoke hours later with the sunlight flooding the room. I was alone in
the bed. The clock silently announced that it was 10:14. As I looked
around the room, I could see it was all straightened up. No dildos or tubes
of lube. No butt plugs. My black dress and other belongings were neatly
placed on the chair by the nightstand. I got up and went to the bathroom.
Then I wandered to the kitchen, the great room and the sun room off the
dining area. I heard no sounds and saw nothing. I called out " Arynel,
are you in here?". Nothing heard. I looked out the front windows. Her
car is on the driveway. I thought to myself, "We parked in the garage
Friday night. She must have moved it this morning."
I walked back through the house calling her name but got no response.
Through the sliding doors and out to the pool and hot tub I sped. No one
there either. I went back to the bedroom to the chair holding my clothes.
Sticking out of my purse was an envelope. I pulled it out and it just said
"Julie" in large beautiful script letters. Beside that was a bright red
lipstick print of her lips where she had kissed the envelope. Inside I
found a short letter and another smaller envelope. Unfolding the letter, I
read, "My Dear Sweet Julie. I have so enjoyed being with you this weekend.
The pleasures you gave me were absolutely fantastic and I sincerely thank
you. I hope that you gained as much pleasure and enjoyment as I did. I
must go back where I came from today and I really hate goodbyes, so I chose
to say goodbye to you in this way. I hope you are not too upset. I know
you have many questions that you can't ask but just try to understand that
this is the best way for me."
"In the smaller envelope is something for you. Also a short 'to-do' list.
Please accept my gift and remember this weekend as I know I will."
"Goodbye, Julie."
I was in shock. I had never suspected that she would bail out on me like
that. She was gone. Really gone. I am alone in this house. The house in
which I learned so many things in such a short time. Am I still asleep?
Is this a fucking dream? No it is real. It is real.
I slowly get dressed but I am in a daze. I just don't understand. Then I
remember the other envelope. I open it and see two papers. One is a note
which I unfold and read. It says "This is something I want you to
have. Accept it in the loving way in which it is given."
I take the other paper out. It is the ownership title to the Mustang
convertible sitting on the driveway. The same car we drove here from the
bar where we danced. It is signed over to me as the new owner and dated
with her signature on the bottom line. I am totally stunned. Why did she
do that? What the hell am I going to tell my husband Tom when he wants to
know how I got a new Mustang convertible? I guess I will have to tell him
the truth. I don't know any other way. He won't believe me, I know.
THE END
Epilogue:
After telling Tom what I had done and how I had come by the car, he needed
more convincing. He suspected that I may have found a rich boyfriend. So
Monday afternoon, we got in the 'Tang and drove out to her house. The
gates were locked. An older black man was inside on a riding mower, mowing
the lawn. He shut it down and came to the gate to see why we were there.
I told him that I had met Arynel and had been here with her over the
weekend for swimming and relaxation.
He grinned and said "I thought she had been here. It just looked like the
place had been used over the weekend. Miss Watkins does that from time to
time. She doesn't live here but she keeps the place up for visits now and
then. She pops in for a weekend or maybe a whole week sometimes then
doesn't come back for months."
I asked him where she lives and he replied "I don't know Ma'am. She never
told me and I didn't think I should ask. I get paid for the caretaking by
direct deposit to my bank and I do my job. That's about all I can tell
you."
Befuddled, I thanked him for his help and we drove away. Since then I have
driven past there so many times. I have never seen the gate open nor a car
in the driveway. The memories are vivid and I sometimes wonder if it
really happened. But then I listen to the roar of the engine of the
Mustang and I know it was real.
Tom and I now have a truly super sex-life. We have joined in with a local
group of swingers which has changed both our outlooks completely. They are
quite diverse, age-wise and in their inhibitions or total lack thereof.
Our own approach to sex is now so much more loving and the swinging has so
far been good for both of us. I am not recommending this for you nor
endorsing it as a cure for marriage problems but it has done wonders for
for both of us.
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